Against his flesh it was not cold as he had expected, but warm.

The dried blood was dark red, nearly black now against her white flesh.

The feel of him against my naked flesh was almost too much.

Turned them even against their own flesh and blood, why not an outsider?

It was like the touch of ice against his flesh.

It was a small current, nothing one could feel against bare flesh.

She had forgotten what it felt like, the touch of a man's hand against her flesh.

Then the sound of bone against flesh broke through the music.

Afraid to lay the knife against his own son's flesh.

Had the cold set in so deep, the burning liquid felt good against her flesh?